A Hurt Lover’s Lonesome Night

 A Hurt Lover’s Lonesome Night

 

Late night hush

Silence transcends to heavenly stars

Eternal lights never knowing sleep

Countless secrets they keep

No horoscope, no divination could give insight

And Allmighty God chose not to speak that night

Just like yesterday

Or the day before

And before and before and before

But one day, some day, we hope for more

 

Ten thousand agonies of a heart broken

Emotions overflowing yet nothing spoken

Except for the screaming of her misty tears

And the sounds of creations that have been echoing for years

It is not that there is no voice

It is that we refuse to hear

And that is by choice

 

Who has not known woe?

Or felt the bitter pain?

That nobody could know

Let alone explain

 

And so she remains in her solitude

Cept for the infinite stars above

And thus we conclude

Keeping in tact the mystery known as Love

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You Went Rambling

You Went Rambling

 

I’m watching snow falling out of the window

I can hear the freezing wind blow

Ain’t no sunshine in my cloudy sky

You left me now I wonder why

 

We had treasures in our golden chest

Full of good times the very best

But winds of change gave no rest

You went rambling to points out west

 

I remember making love so sweet

Your hand in mine we were complete

I was a dream come true dear baby

Did you leave chasing some fantasy

 

We had treasures in our golden chest

Full of good times the very best

But winds of change gave no rest

You went rambling to points out west

 

It’s cold with no one to keep me warm

There’s no shelter from the storm

I stare at a picture of me and you

I can’t accept it we’re through

 

Tomorrow may it never come

Tears fall in an endless sum

I would search out where you hide

But sweet lover I got my pride

 

We had treasures in our golden chest

Full of good times the very best

But winds of change gave no rest

You went rambling to points out west 

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I Loved A Woman

I Loved A Woman

 

I was searching churches for something divine

I heard about love and I wanted mine

There was your face a picture of grace

Singing a hymn it was grim in this place

 

I loved a woman she made me rejoice

I loved a woman and oh what a voice

I loved a woman it seemed the thing to do

I loved a woman and she was you

 

Rocketship ready and it’s all systems go

We’re headed wherever the wind will blow

It’s just the two of us off into infinity

I hear the view on Jupitar’s real pretty

 

I loved a woman she made me rejoice

I loved a woman and oh what a voice

I loved a woman it seemed the thing to do

I loved a woman and she was you

 

In class we were reading First Samuel in Greek

It’s always better to think before you speak

The fluent poet chimes in perfect rhymes

You stole my heart the foulest of crimes

 

I loved a woman she made me rejoice

I loved a woman and oh what a voice

I loved a woman it seemed the thing to do

I loved a woman and she was you

 

The economy is collapsing fascism is on the rise

The myth of superiority is merely complicated lies

I’m the son of the son of an immigrant Pole

Rock and Roll is the expression of your soul

 

If I asked you to marry me what would you say?

We could head for the hills right now today

Under the Grand Canyon are temples of gold

My fantasy is you and me together growing old

 

I loved a woman she made me rejoice

I loved a woman and oh what a voice

I loved a woman it seemed the thing to do

I loved a woman and she was you

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Sweetness Sonnet 6- Happy Heaven

 Sweetness Sonnet 6- Happy Heaven

 

If by chance we meet in some distant place

Where the sun shines in glory in endless day

And all of men's thoughts are seasoned with grace

Please walk beside me on the narrow way

For kindness and compassion are the stone

On which the temple of love stands so firm

When you give all, you cannot be alone

It is what all the prophets did confirm

Eternity is too short a time to gaze

On the beauty radiating from your heart

Allow my lips to forever give praise

Most of all I pray that we never part

Heaven is most wonderful that is true

But heaven is not a realm heaven is you

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A Hurt Lover’s Lonesome Night

  

A Hurt Lover’s Lonesome Night

 

By John Kaniecki

 

Late night hush

Silence transcends to heavenly stars

Eternal lights never knowing sleep

Countless secrets they keep

No horoscope, no divination could give insight

And Allmighty God chose not to speak that night

Just like yesterday

Or the day before

And before and before and before

But one day, some day, we hope for more

 

Ten thousand agonies of a heart broken

Emotions overflowing yet nothing spoken

Except for the screaming of her misty tears

And the sounds of creations that have been echoing for years

It is not that there is no voice

It is that we refuse to hear

And that is by choice

 

Who has not known woe?

Or felt the bitter pain?

That nobody could know

Let alone explain

 

And so she remains in her solitude

Cept for the infinite stars above

And thus we conclude

Keeping in tact the mystery known as Love

POET TO THE POOR, REVOLUTIONARY POETRY

A Hurt Lover’s Lonesome Night

A Hurt Lover’s Lonesome Night

 

By John Kaniecki

 

Late night hush

Silence transcends to heavenly stars

Eternal lights never knowing sleep

Countless secrets they keep

No horoscope, no divination could give insight

And Allmighty God chose not to speak that night

Just like yesterday

Or the day before

And before and before and before

But one day, some day, we hope for more

 

Ten thousand agonies of a heart broken

Emotions overflowing yet nothing spoken

Except for the screaming of her misty tears

And the sounds of creations that have been echoing for years

It is not that there is no voice

It is that we refuse to hear

And that is by choice

 

Who has not known woe?

Or felt the bitter pain?

That nobody could know

Let alone explain

 

And so she remains in her solitude

Cept for the infinite stars above

And thus we conclude

Keeping in tact the mystery known as Love

POET TO THE POOR, REVOLUTIONARY POETRY